After leaving Tsuen Wan, Lin Xiaoguang returned home and stayed there for only a day. He went to school as usual the next day and then met Ho Yaowen on campus.
"Aguang, Sister Ziqun is looking for you and wants you to go to Deming Middle School to find her after class."
He Ziqun obviously didn't expect what happened last time. Originally, she forced Fu Qingtong to come here to cause trouble, but in the end she didn't get any advantage, and she also found out about An Yang's pregnancy.
Fu Qingtong couldn't say anything to Anyang in front of her, let alone make unnecessary moves to Lin Xiaoguang.
But after returning home, her best friend was definitely not in a good mood, so he got angry at her and didn't give her a good look.
This incident made her very upset, so she simply found another place to meet him.
It rained today. After class, Lin Xiaoguang walked out of the school with an umbrella and drove outside. He drove all the way through the Hung Hom Tunnel and went directly to Tak Ming Secondary School on Sai Yee Street, Mong Kok, West Kowloon.
Deming Middle School is quite famous.
Founded in the 23rd year of the Republic of China, it has a history of 47 years. It was founded by Kuomintang veterans Hu Hanmin, Chen Jitang and others in memory of Dr. Sun Yat-sen and named it after their clan name - "Deming".
It was founded in Xiangjiang in 1934, and then opened a branch in Gaozhou in 1937.
Currently, the one in Xiangjiang is still called Deming Middle School, while the one in Gaozhou has been renamed Gaozhou County No. 1 Middle School.
What He Ziqun is talking about obviously does not refer to Deming Middle School in the Mainland.
Lin Xiaoguang only knew a little bit about it. When he arrived at Sai Yee Street in Mong Kok, he saw He Ziqun standing quietly under the arcade on the street, staring blankly at a building opposite, as if he was in a trance, probably not in a good mood.
"Sister Ziqun!" He slowly parked the car on the side of the road and walked over.
Hearing the sound, He Ziqun suddenly woke up and forced out a smile: "Xiaoguang, you are here, let's go in and have a cup of tea."
"Okay." He followed and walked in together.
They found a table at the door and sat down face to face. The environment of this teahouse was relatively ordinary. It did not match the temperament of a wealthy daughter like He Ziqun, but it was very down-to-earth and had a different flavor. Lin Xiaoguang was a little strange and couldn't figure out why.
I came all the way across the sea to meet here.
The waiter in the store brought the tea. He Ziqun tested the temperature, then covered it with his hands but did not drink it. He stared at the street outside and said slowly: "What happened that day was my fault."
What? Does the eldest lady still have to admit her mistakes?
He was slightly surprised. He Ziqun had always been very proud.
"I thought that there were some things that I couldn't decide on. If someone else gave me a push, maybe it would break the deadlock and bring the two of them together. But now it seems that I was wrong. Just when I thought I could control it, something unexpected happened.
, so the result becomes completely opposite.”
He Ziqun's expression was calm, and there was a touch of sadness in his words.
They are all smart people. Of course Lin Xiaoguang knows what she is talking about. To be honest, he doesn't know how to deal with this relationship now. After all, one comes first and the other comes later.
However, sometimes, he didn't quite resist He Ziqun adding fuel to the fire.
In matters of love, if you take too much initiative, you will be at a disadvantage. He is about to get married now, and it is even harder to express his stance. What He Ziqun did during this period is considered a variable, and Fu Qingtong's reaction is the dependent variable.
So far, her reaction was not extreme. He didn't say anything, but he was happy in his heart.
Especially recently, I met her a lot through He Ziqun.
Now she also knows about Anyang's pregnancy. If she still stays in Omen and East Asia University and does not return to her country or go to other places, let alone find a blind date, this is good news.
"Xiaoguang, I'm sorry for you." He Ziqun looked at him with an apology.
Lin Xiaoguang had a bad feeling and quickly asked: "Did Sister Qingtong say something?"
"I didn't say anything, but I wasn't in a good mood."
Well, it's not that bad.
"Sister Ziqun, are you okay? If nothing happens, I'll go back."
"Wait a minute!" He Ziqun stopped him and said: "Come and chat with me. You don't have to say anything. Just be a quiet listener and listen to me tell a story. It doesn't take long, half an hour is enough.
,OK?"
She raised her head with a questioning look, unable to bear rejection.
"you say."
"A fifteen-year-old girl fell in love with her middle school teacher at the age of her first love. He was a married man. Can you understand this feeling?"
Lin Xiaoguang's heart skipped a beat. The look in He Ziqun's eyes was not only weird, but she was about to marry someone else. She was still single. The girl she was talking about wasn't herself, right?
If it is really her, then she is really brave.
He then thought about it, saying that, she was quite similar to him, but she was a middle school teacher, and he was a university teacher, so he could compare himself to others, and he immediately nodded.
"It's probably understandable."
"That's right, this little girl is me." He Ziqun forced a smile: "It's okay for you, Qingtong is not a married woman, but I am much worse, a married man, and they rejected me, unlike me
You, Qingtong did not directly refuse."
She actually admitted it herself.
Lin Xiaoguang felt a little uncomfortable and said: "It's not that I didn't reject her directly. Perhaps because she noticed the subtle change in the relationship, Sister Qingtong ran away and ran away for three years. I just found her not long ago. You all know this."
He Ziqun smiled contemptuously: "You have only been here for three years. Do you know how long I have been waiting? From the age of fifteen to twenty-eight, it is a full thirteen years."
Three years, three years, thirteen years, he couldn't help but be filled with emotion. There are several thirteen years in a person's life, and for a woman, a woman's youth is only those few years, from the age of fifteen to the age of twenty.
Eighteen, I say without hesitation that a woman's youth is completely waiting and fades like a flower.
"Is it worth it?" He was silent.
"I have my own opinion. If you think it's not worth it, I don't think so." He Ziqun shook his head and flipped his hair.
Lin Xiaoguang was a little curious about what kind of person could win her love for thirteen years: "What kind of person is he?"
"He is like the male protagonist in a romance novel. He comes from a distinguished family. His father was once a clean and tidy boss. However, when he was born, his father had already left the countryside and the family was in decline. However, he did not surrender because of this. On the contrary,
, he is like a banished immortal who fell into the mortal world, emerging from the mire untainted, constantly striving for self-improvement, and finally achieved something in his studies after ten years of hard work."
He Ziqun's eyes were shining and shining, and he was smiling crazily. The happiness and sweetness on his face made him deeply moved.
"After graduating from college, he did not choose a privileged life. Instead, he resigned himself to poverty and became a teacher."
She continued: "When I first met him thirteen years ago, he was in his prime, gentle, and humorous. We first met Yang Guo at Fenglingdu, and it was a life-changing mistake for me when I saw Yang Guo. It was at that time that I fell in love with him.
Over the past thirteen years, my original intention has not changed."
Lin Xiaoguang was about to ask who this person was when he heard a bell ringing outside, and then a group of teenage children came out of the building one by one carrying schoolbags.
"This is Deming Middle School?" He saw the iron plaque hanging on the building.
"Yes, Deming Middle School is a building with kindergarten on the first floor, elementary school on the second, third, fourth and fifth floors, and middle school on the sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth floors." He Ziqun was talking when he saw a person walking out of the door. He stood up quickly and was about to walk over.
But he stopped for life.
"Sister Ziqun, is that him?"
"Yes, that's him, Chen Shukang, the vice principal of Deming Middle School."